Girlymann and the Belgian waited and listened. What they heard was the conversation of the couple just inches from them. Campy thought they were perhaps lovers. His French was limited but the Belgian began to get excited about what the two outside were saying.
"Monsieur Campy," he whispered.
"Yeah?"
"They are talking of us. They are looking for us before the guards and Jean Claude's roughs do."
"You mean they're on our side?"
"Yes. And I recognize the young woman, she brought me my food sometimes and always made sure to sneak a little more to me. She gave me hope."
"What do you think? Should we spring on them?"
"We can't stay here forever."
Campy took the hint and the tone of their conversation did seem concerned. He raised the trap door just a bit and lifted his hand.
The woman saw his hand first and gave a start. "Pepe," she said pointing to Campy's hand.
The man saw it and immediately grabbed Campy's hand pulling him out of the coal shoot. He was surprised to see the Belgian and the bike come up as well.
"Monsieurs. Please hurry before you're seen," The man and woman led the two with the bike to the laundry room just a few feet away. When Campy cleared the coal dust from his eyes he could see it was the same girl that he met earlier and who let him into the estate.
Once inside, the door was shut and they were taken to the back of the room. The bike was hidden among the bundles of laundry and the two men, thick with smeared coal were shown a large wash tub where they could scrub the soot from their bodies. The young woman took their clothes and immediately began to wash them once Campy and the Belgian stripped and climbed into the tub.
Her male friend kept a lookout at the small window that faced the back courtyard of the estate. Every once in while he would tell them to quiet when someone came close by. Campy and the Belgian gladly turned on the hot water to wash the grime from their bodies with large bars of lavender soap to scrub each other clean.
With their bodies soaking in the hot sudsy water and their clothes being washed clean, they began to feel their strength return. Once they were both clean, they snuggled naked into the warm comfort of bundled laundry and fell asleep hidden well and safe.
To Be Continued....
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